Sat in my living room, in the house on my own, twissling a knife in my hand๏ฟผ...
Contemplating going for a walk towards a high bridge...
Just not good, not good at all... wanna reach out for help but donโt wanna be stopped but I know someone needs to stop me.
Why is this happening again?
Why canโt I control my own head.
Fuck sake...
My thoughts are so loud, I donโt think I can stop them. I am just paralysed by all this.
Why canโt I do it and get it over with???๏ฟผ




























